run for the border

and not taco bell, either.  Made it to Charleston via some one lane backroads through marshes, over rivers and flying over bridges.  We find that Z hates tall bridges so I get to drive.  We had kind of a huge lunch at Uncle Bubba’s and opted for On The Border for supper.  Not very Charlestonian but close by and we were tired.  It is kind of like the Red Robin of Tex-Mex, which we miss in Orlando- solid.

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